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....the night was sorrowful like  a broken heart,  silent like a lake nestled amidst forests, societies of humanity  slumbered  in the  lap of wet night ,  sudden   fast driven  vehicle crossed  to shatter  the deadly silent  stillness just for a fraction of a second,   amidst all this  in the colony by the highway  turning a street  inside  inside a room  the night was still wide awake 

Miss jamila  at this  hour  late at night  sat in a chair by the window  silently gazing at the stars searching  desperately for her  fortune,  she wasn't immature  but quite an educated woman   with a logical mind  , in a short marital life  she  only experienced unhappiness  yet she  embraced  life with courage